“I’m not taking any chances,” Hezzy said hastily. “Want to have a look at him?”
“Not this afternoon, I want to get back. You boys seen enough to satisfy you for the time being?”
“Sure,” Jim answered. “There isn’t much to see. Sometime when you are coming again, we’ll tag along if you’ll let us, sir.”
“Be glad to have you.”
“Sure, bring them along any time,” Hezzy spoke up. “I’m sorry you didn’t say you belonged to the Fentons when you were here yesterday, but I didn’t know, and turkeys are the scariest birds that grow wings.”
“That’s all right, but we thought you might have heard about the plane and recognize us from that,” Jim told him.
“Fent told me you were coming from Texas in an airplane, but when a man’s worried he don’t stop to think. Only thing came into my head was you were some marauders and my men were both away for an hour.”
“All right, come along.” They made their way to the car and were soon on the way home.
“It’s a great place, Uncle Norman. Maybe when we’re flying around we can locate something which will solve the mystery for you, but you’d better not say anything to anyone because it might put the thieves wise and they’d work another way.”
“Very well, I’ll keep it under my hat, but don’t either of you go taking any chances. I want to send you home with whole bones and not in sections. That would be a poor ending for your trip.”